New York Interior

Edward Hopper is the quintessential painter of American loneliness. He was a stand-alone artist. Private. There’s a stoic individualism at work in Hopper’s pictures, present in the loneliness of urban people and the independence of objects that’s relevant today. In New York Interior, we face a woman’s back as she sews, one arm raised. Exactly what Hopper’s women want or think about is not clear; what’s certain is that, whatever the dream is, it’s beyond reach.